Overload of guys.

I'm talking to Adam on facebook and I just asked him why he asked me to prom yet never even talks to me. And I'm waiting for his response.

I'm about to tell Josh about what's going on.

Oh jeez. If I pass out, you know why.

Adam has started typing, then stopped, and ah. I want to know what he's thinking. I wish I could see his face. Now I have to type a novel for Josh, ah. Nervous. More nervous about this or driving test? Close call. Ask me again tomorrow.

And is this my 800th post? Let me check. Why yes, I believe this is. Great.

Adam why are you taking so long to type this? ahalksflaksdjflasdf, put me out of my misery and just tellll meeeeee.